For more than twenty years he has been releasing, to only marginal commercial and critical success, playful and transgressive albums on labels in the United Kingdom, the United States, and Japan. In his lyrics and his other writing he makes seemingly random use of decontextualized pieces of continental (mostly French) philosophy, and has built up a personal world he says is "dominated by values like diversity, orientalism, and a respect for otherness." He is also known in certain circles outside the U.S. as a producer. He is fascinated by identity, Japan, the avant-garde, time travel and sex. Live Momus shows are rare but when he does perform he often sings the crowd favourite 'maf' from the Stars Forever LP.
He wears a patch over his right eye because he lost the use of it after contracting acanthamoeba keratitis from a contact lens case washed with Greek tap water.
Nick Currie currently resides in Osaka, Japan.
Beowulf
Momus Lyrics
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And the usual aches and pains
To defeat Grendel, the monster
Lately scourge of the Danes
Showing no mercy in the mead hall
He laid waste thirty thanes
In return I will chop off his shoulder
Then I will deal with his mother
Where is the disabled loo?
I'm feeling slightly queasy, woozy
So would you if you'd had to do
The things I've had to do
Slay the good, slay the bad
Do I have the right to use the disabled loos?
Did they send the right man from the land of heroes?
Stop laughing, I am Beowulf
I give you my oath, as I was born
I am Beowulf
I am the hero coming to save you
And I am deformed
Cancer gubbins that hangs at my neck like a turkey throat
Swaddling leather trussing up a shrivelled belly bloat
Dangling from my orifice is a puzzling speculum drip
If you promise not to tell anyone I have a hare lip
A smoking hole and a very large mole
My face it slithers, my ears are torn
Don't laugh, I am deformed
Stop laughing, I am Beowulf
I give you my oath, as I was born
I am Beowulf
I am the hero coming to save you
And I am deformed
So go ahead, laugh, you won't be the first
Richard the Hundredth, the Hunchback laughed
Henry Dalrymple the simpleton convulsed with mirth
At this sick rubber joke my bones as they poke out of a
hole in my skin
At this helplessly flailing mutant appalling prosthetic
thalydomide limb
Have a good laugh while you're at it at my schlong
My metallic foot brace it scratches and drags
I dribble down a twig
I twitch along the ground
My Breugel boots they beggar belief
I have the stinky shanks of a hound
My patchy moustache hides a birthmark
I have come to save Denmark
Stop laughing
Stop laughing, I am Beowulf
I give you my oath, as I was born
I am Beowulf
I am the hero coming to save you
I am deformed
The first verse of Momus's song Beowulf introduces the hero of the story, Beowulf, as he prepares to face Grendel, a monster that has been terrorizing the Danes. Beowulf boasts of his sword, Naegling, and acknowledges that he suffers from various aches and pains. However, he is determined to defeat Grendel, who has already killed thirty people, by cutting off his shoulder. The verse ends with Beowulf declaring that he will also confront Grendel's mother.
The second verse takes a sudden turn as Beowulf asks for the disabled toilet, revealing that he is feeling ill from the things he has had to do. He questions whether he has the right to use it, knowing that he has been sent from the land of heroes. Momus uses this moment to highlight the vulnerability of heroes and the cost of being one. The verse ends with Beowulf revealing his deformities and pleading with the listener to stop laughing.
The overall themes of the song Beowulf are heroism and vulnerability. While Beowulf is a hero, he is also a flawed and deformed human being, like everyone else, who is experiencing physical pain and emotional distress. Momus portrays Beowulf as a figure who is both admirable and pitiable, someone who is willing to risk everything for others but is also mocked for his physical imperfections.
Line by Line Meaning
I have come with my sword Naegling
I have arrived armed with my weapon Naegling
And the usual aches and pains
And as always, I am experiencing my typical physical discomfort
To defeat Grendel, the monster
My purpose is to defeat the monster known as Grendel
Lately scourge of the Danes
Who has recently been tormenting the Danish people
Showing no mercy in the mead hall
This monster has been mercilessly attacking people while they drink in the hall
He laid waste thirty thanes
This beast has already killed thirty warriors
In return I will chop off his shoulder
My plan is to cut off one of his shoulders as revenge
Then I will deal with his mother
And afterwards, I will handle his mother
Where is the disabled loo?
Excuse me, I must locate the restroom designated for those with disabilities
I'm feeling slightly queasy, woozy
I am experiencing a sense of nausea and dizziness
So would you if you'd had to do
You would understand if you had to go through
The things I've had to do
The actions that I have had to take
Slay the good, slay the bad
I have had to take lives, whether deserved or not
Do I have the right to use the disabled loos?
I question if I am entitled to use facilities for the disabled, given my physical challenges
Did they send the right man from the land of heroes?
I am uncertain if I have been chosen correctly to represent the land of heroes
Stop laughing, I am Beowulf
Please refrain from laughing, I am the acclaimed hero Beowulf
I give you my oath, as I was born
I promise you with great sincerity, as is innate to me
And I am deformed
And yet, I am not without physical abnormalities
Cancer gubbins that hangs at my neck like a turkey throat
I have a string of tumors hanging from my neck resembling a turkey's wattle
Swaddling leather trussing up a shrivelled belly bloat
My distended stomach is held in by tight leather straps
Dangling from my orifice is a puzzling speculum drip
Hanging from a particular orifice of mine is a perplexing medical device
If you promise not to tell anyone I have a hare lip
Please keep it confidential that I have a cleft lip
A smoking hole and a very large mole
There is a smoking cavity and large, raised mole on my skin
My face it slithers, my ears are torn
My facial features are contorted, and my ears are shredded
So go ahead, laugh, you won't be the first
Please feel free to laugh; you would hardly be the first to do so
Richard the Hundredth, the Hunchback laughed
Many people, including Richard the Hundredth who was a hunchback, have laughed at me before
Henry Dalrymple the simpleton convulsed with mirth
And even people like Henry Dalrymple, who lacks intelligence, find great amusement in my appearance
At this sick rubber joke my bones as they poke out of a hole in my skin
My deformities make me the butt of jokes, including tasteless references to bones poking through my skin
At this helplessly flailing mutant appalling prosthetic thalydomide limb
People are horrified by my prosthetic limb, which resembles the badly affected limbs of those affected by thalidomide
Have a good laugh while you're at it at my schlong
And it seems my genitals are also a subject of ridicule
My metallic foot brace it scratches and drags
The metal brace I wear on my foot is uncomfortable and scrapes along the ground
I dribble down a twig
I drool uncontrollably
I twitch along the ground
My movements are unsteady and spasmodic
My Breugel boots they beggar belief
My boots, which are in the style of Pieter Bruegel, are quite absurd
I have the stinky shanks of a hound
My legs smell like those of a dog
My patchy moustache hides a birthmark
Even my mustache looks strange, and serves to cover up a birthmark
I have come to save Denmark
Despite my appearance, I am here to be the hero of Denmark
Stop laughing
Please, do not laugh
Stop laughing, I am Beowulf
I implore you to stop laughing; it is I, Beowulf
I give you my oath, as I was born
I swear to you with the full weight of my character
And I am the hero coming to save you
I am the one who will emerge victorious and protect you from harm
I am deformed
However, it is true that I am not physically perfect
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: NICHOLAS CURRIE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@kraplack
voila de eerste frankensteinfilm . de goolem.Waarom dat er een beowulf liedje bijgeplakt is , weet ik niet.
@123drewcvb
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